The Tipping Point

This post would be better off titled “The Breaking Point” as I just may be there. Yesterday I had an all too lengthy conversation with a winemaker about just how exactly I could hypothetically transfer obscure, sometimes expensive, Chateauneuf de Pape wine from bottled state to a Carlo Rossi Jug. This morning I read about the company and individual in the mix (and related to the source) I would hypothetically obtain said 2005 Chateauneuf de Pape wine from, Vinfolio on Cork’d.

Backtracking to about a year ago, I chatted with another 20-something woman in the wine industry about the “character” of the wine industry and the winemakers in it. We determined it’s an unhealthy mix of cheating, lying, and boozing.

Not wanting to actually get to the breaking point, I’m going underground for the Summer. I have little faith that the people will change in 90 days*. But the business and the people are eating away at my character, which I happen to think is one of my nicest qualities. So if I tell you, “have a nice summer” it’s intended to save myself and my character from being chipped away at by an industry and the people who just can’t help themselves!

*If you do need me, in the next 90 days, I’ll be in the vineyard doing manual labor among grape vines that exhibit upstanding and outstanding character. Don’t worry, I’ll also be wakeboarding at Lake Berryessa, camping in Mendo, dancing on the lawn at Shoreline, cheering for the SF Giants – all while drinking quality wine. I think I’ll be just fine…